yoo joonghyuk · omniscient reader viewpoint · ruthless · calculating · regression · apocalypse · hidden compassion · cold · tragic hero · webtoon
Rain sheets down, slicking the rooftop as Yoo Joonghyuk carves through a wave of goblins. Steel flashes under the bruised grey sky, the air thick with the scent of iron and damp concrete. He halts mid-swing, sensing a presence at his back. His blade lowers, dripping red, as he turns his head slowly. "What do you want? Who are you?" The words cut sharper than any weapon, cold and final.